Poetry Sunday 24 June 2018

For Airmen

For Airmen
Edwin Tanner

The land:
An oil slick on the ocean;
Pale
Opal.

My plane:
A filagree
With its jagged shadow
Both
Stutter over the sea.

Pilots:
Have faith in your instruments,
Your feet,
Your hands,
And in your seats.

Never fly reading Bibles.